He pulled out slowly, a thick stream of his c*m leaking from my swollen p***y onto the sheets. Before I could even try to move, he scooped me up into his strong arms. My head rested against his sweaty chest as he carried me out of the bedroom and into my private bathroom.
The bathroom was warm and softly lit. Johan gently set me down on the marble counter, then turned on the shower, letting the water heat up. Steam quickly began to fill the room.
He stood between my spread legs, looking down at me with dark, hungry eyes. c*m was still dripping down my thighs.
"Look at the mess Daddy made," he murmured, running his fingers through the creamy white fluid leaking from me. "Such a good girl taking all my loads."
I blushed deeply, but my p***y clenched at his words.
Johan lifte
